10 years. Has it really been? I was 13 then. By now, I thought I must have moved on. But I'm as beguiled as ever. The annals of my adolescent-hood will always have a special place for the phenomenon of the Boy Who Lived. The last production was the only one when my tears fell. There will be no more looking-forward-to-the-next-HP moments, only remembering and retelling and probably, rereading. It has reached the end and truly, it was epic.
Vienna: (paraphrase) I want my own Snape!!! Unwavering faithfulness 'til the end.
Aiken: (post post movie epiphany) Oh of course! I have my own Snape already! Genuine, faithful and unfailing love - through and through. 'Til death and beyond. Ah Jesus, You are everywhere and indeed, more than just a Severus :)
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